Episode 12: Betrayal Confirmed

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Friday, September 19th at 11:00pm

Tap! Tap! Tap! “Oh that must be the door. Jaz, I will be right back,” I uncoiled myself from the lotus position and half walked and stretched my legs on my way to open the door.

At the door, Cindi asked while whispering “How is doing? Is she OK?”

Lowering my voice as well, I responded “She is doing a lot better now. Not crying as much. She is debating calling and asking him right now about his Match.com profile and his cheating on her, but I told her maybe she should confront him face-to-face that way she can better gauge his reaction.”

“Not sure if she should wait. Well anyway, let me in I want to show her the goodies I brought with me.”

“Hey sweetie, how are you doing?” She exclaimed walking into the room making a beeline to a sullen Jaz curled up on the couch swaddled in my favorite quilt. “I brought you some junk and some Sex and The City. They are right here when you need them.” Cindi noted as she placed her bounty on the coffee table.

On cue, I walked to the kitchen to grab some plates, napkins and bottles of water. On my way back to the living room, I noticed that Jaz was now sitting up and sobbing.

“I can’t believe he would do this to me, to us.  Crap! I would have even understood if he wanted to take a break or not date anymore. But to cheat?! What a loser! What did I ever see in him?” And with that outburst she swigged half of the bottle of water.

“Hon, so what are you going to do?  Diane was saying that you wanted to wait to talk to him later?” Cindi inquired. I could already tell that she did not think that was a good decision and that the fighting litigator in her was getting ready to roar.

“I am really upset, but I am going to wait to talk in person.  He  texted me ten minutes ago that he wanted to stop by tonight after quote, unquote – hanging out with his friends. So, I am going to head home in a few to confront him. I copied and pasted his profile in an email to myself, as proof. Gosh, I am so annoyed!  I don’t even know how I can tell my mother!”

Saturday, September 20th at 3:30am

“Hello, Jaz darling what is going on? How did the talk go?” I said after calling her still half asleep.

“We’ve been arguing for hours. He finally left a few minutes ago. He admitted to dating other women for the past two years.  He said he was only doing it as an ego boost but that none of these relationships were important to him.  He claims there was only heavy petting involved. ‘I still love only you baby’ he said over and over. At this point I don’t believe him. He says we should go to a counselor and not throw away eight years. But, I feel like such a fool. Two years and over ten women, maybe more!  His best friend AJ even knew what he was doing all this time and no one told me. They must think I am a stupid. I am so sick about the whole situation.” She said tearfully.

“Do you want me to come over?” I was thinking that she should not be by herself.

“Ummm…not really.  I just need to be by myself right now.” Sniff. Sniff. “I just have to take all of this in. It’s all so new. I am 29 years old. He and I dated ever since my last year in college. My entire twenties I could’ve dated other people! I even thought he would pop the question when I turned 30. To think that I could’ve married someone I never really knew is scary. How did I miss the signs?” She said all this and just went silent.  Then I heard her in the background fiddling around.

“What are you doing?” I asked curiously.

“Getting his stuff ready to dump in the trash room. I never want to see him again!”

I stayed on the phone with her until early in the morning. She needed to talk and I so I just listened also in shock at all that was happening to her relationship. In the end, at least physically all reminders of him were no longer at her place. I still had to remind her to change her locks the next day but after we both got some sleep.

 

 

Episode 11: Betrayal Discovery

Friday, September 19th at 7:00pm

“Jaz, do you want red or white?” I asked her grabbing a multi-colored wine glass.

“Red for I am in a pensive mood tonight. Oh I love that glass! Where did you get it?”

“Pier  1.  I must ask, what is wrong with this picture? We are home on a Friday working on an Internet dating profile for Cindi. Shouldn’t we be out on dates ourselves?”

“Oh please girl, what are you talking about? You have Chris and you just need to be patient during these first three months.  You don’t have to be around him all the time.” Jaz pointed out fiddling with the veggies on the stove.

“Darling, and you are dating George. What’s up with you guys lately?”  I started to serve our quickie dinner of veggie lasagna a la Whole Foods. I also looked at her for possible signs of trouble because it always seems like George was never really around anymore. She could so do better.

“Oh we are just there. I think he is out with the guys tonight at some bar or ball game. We are just in the couple-ly state you get to when you’ve been dating for 8 years.”

“Well you need to spice it up because I need something to look forward to like a wedding one day! Ummm …where did you get that fabulous purse!?” I exclaimed handing her the plate.

“Girl, Nido’s in Georgetown. I got like 10 compliments on the way here.” She responded touching her new purple purse with gold hardware. “You should stop by there over the weekend before all the new stuff’s gone.”

Friday, September 19th at 8:00pm

“So how do we start this?” Jaz asked as we both stared at the laptop.

“Darling, my co-worker said that we could go online and search the Match.com database first to see who is on there.  To be honest, I am actually curious as to the kind of guys who participate on this site.” I started the search.

“You are typing 28 to 32 as the age range she would like, but I think she would prefer someone her age or older. Try 30 to 34.” Jaz commented and I typed her suggestions. I ran the search.

“These guys are kinda cute. It’s so funny some of them seem familiar but then again they really don’t. How do you make a decision with so many choices?” I asked while scanning the pages upon pages of pictures.

“I know.  So many.  So cute.  Maybe I should sign myself up!  It’s so interesting how this one guy, BRWNSKNCUTEY looks just like George. Can you believe that?  I wonder if there is a Chris lookalike? This is fun.” Jaz stated while commenting on the various quirky usernames.

“Jaz sweetie, are you sure that guy was not George? Same age, same smile, same height, same job. Can’t believe the he makes that much! Wow! Umm, so what do you think?” I asked, biting down on my lips and waiting without taking a breath. Time to drink some more wine! This is not good.

She clicked back to the profile in question and after rereading and rereading and looking at his other photos especially the one from a few years back of the two of them, only in this version she was cropped out of the shot she stood up unexpectedly. Luckily, I caught the computer in the nick of time before it went flying off the couch.

“Why would he have a profile on this site! Out with his friends? Oh my goodness, my mother was right. I’ve wasted all my ‘good years’ on a cheater! That little S@#$#@$%^W&! How could I be such a fool?”

“Jaz calm down! You have to calm down. I know this is weird but you are going to have to talk to him. This is such a weird situation. Are you ok?”

“How else can I be? Potentially the guy I’ve been dating for the last 8 years has been openly cheating on me. What do women normally do in this sort of situation?  I probably need to take an AIDS test.”

And so she went on and on. What do I do?

Friday, September 19th at 10:00pm

Text message to Cindi: “On Match.com last night with Jaz. Found out George is cheating! Yikes!”

Text message from Cindi: “What the hey?! Where is she?”

Text message to Cindi: “Here at my house.”

Text message from Cindi: “Coming over in a few”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Episode 9: All Work and no Game

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Wednesday, September 3rd at 12:49 pm

“Hey Cindi! How is work?”  I was on lunch break at the Tyson’s Corner Mall.

“Eh! It’s coming along. We were hoping to settle this case but it looks like we are going to trial which means no free time for the next three months! I am so annoyed because Yvonne wants me to be her maid-of-honor in her wedding in March and I am already not even sure I can make the engagement party next weekend!” She said while I heard what was probably her opening and closing the drawers in her desk and her clicking on her mouse.

Oh boy, once again Cindi was showing signs of getting stressed out over work, I thought to myself.  “So much for being relaxed after a beach vacation.  Darling, I am sure you will get it all under control. You usually do.” I tried to reassure her.

“Are you making fun of me?” She questioned and that alerted me it was time to end that conversation.

“No, I am not darling. Hey, gotta get back to the office for a meeting. Let’s talk later.”  I hoped she just needed time to get organized and find her bearings.

Wednesday, September 3rd at 6:31 pm

“We should do something to help her not get too depressed.  Maybe we can promise to help her find stuff for the wedding. Since she is from St. Croix, for the wedding we can find stilt walkers, decorate a limbo stick, and have fire eaters and jet-ski show. ” Jaz said this while stirring away in her kitchen.

“Ah, ok darling don’t get carried away. Plus, have you seen the diva who is Cindi’s sister, she would never agree to all that at her wedding. I think we would have more fun finding Cindi a guy to hang out with.” I said already considering the possibilities.

“Yeah, she does need a boyfriend! Maybe that can be the magic stress reducer in more ways than one if you get my drift…wink wink! She is always so focused on work that even though she meets guys all the time when we hang out but she is clueless about the fundamentals of flirting.” Jaz explained thinking back to all the handsome guys Cindi met in Florida and before.

“Basically! Or she will meet handsome cute guys like those at Lima about a month ago and she will talk about work too much or go through her mental check list and decide before a second conversation that they are not someone she would like to date.” I said thinking back to the night at Co Co. Sala when we both met Chris. I thought to myself at that time that because he worked in a restaurant that she probably thought he was uneducated or something like that and therefore not the guy for her. She did randomly pass him off as only liking me more than her when he was clearly being friendly to both of us. Oh well she missed out…sucker! Ok that’s not nice, I giggled to myself.

“Sometimes I think the poor guys are dismissed for wearing black with navy or something random like that. We should sign her up with E-harmony or Match.com. Maybe, we can fill-in her stats and look for a guy on her behalf who is as successful as she is and set her up on blind dates.” Jaz was still going on and on.

“Excellent idea! That way she can work and help plan the wedding and just have to show up on the dates.” I agreed. Cindi had not dated someone seriously in years.

“Only problem…do we use her picture? I can see her killing us if she thought we did.” Jaz pondered.

“Jaz, this is DC. On paper she looks great, so we should have no problems finding takers without the picture. We will just have to carefully filter out the ones that she would never go for.” I resolved.